Sister Paul began to think that both the ladies must have gone to the midnight service.

The corridors were dark and they might have lost their way.

She took the lamp from the table and went to the balcony at which the guests performed their devotion.

It had been her light that had flashed across the door of the tabernacle.

She had looked down into the choir, and far below her had seen a figure, unrecognisable from that height in the dusk of the church, but clearly the figure of a woman standing upon the altar.